"It does strike me that my pupils have never mentioned--" She looked at me hard as I musingly pulled up. A fine rain began to fall from the high veiled sky and they turned into the duke's lawn to reach the national library before the shower came. The ambition which he felt astir at times in the darkness of his soul sought no outlet. Trudging along the road or standing in some grimy wayside public house his elders spoke constantly of the subjects nearer their hearts, of Irish politics, of Munster and of the legends of their own family, to all of which Stephen lent an avid ear.
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